Robert Shaw
Wizard
Criminal
I was a child once, the fear of the world in my eye
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Post by Robert Shaw on May 5, 2006 15:26:20 GMT -5
Third years, slightly less energetic about everything, as they were getting near that point where classes and life was all a joke. But at the same time realizing some of it mattered, most of it not being in his class. But, whether they showed or not was not of his choosing. Finals were approaching, and he had to make these young ones ready for them.
Or, at least for his. The first signs of tiredness that they would probably recognize shown across his face, he had gotten little sleep over the past week. It was amazing what one piece of mail could do to a man. But he was present. And he had a task set before him and there was no one to cover his lessons so staying locked away was not an option.
The door was open and welcoming, but he wanted oh so badly to not be there.
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Post by ienzo6 on May 5, 2006 18:43:13 GMT -5
Patrick entered the greenhouses, and was a little surprised at what he saw. "Wow," Pat thought to himself, "I'm here before everyone else. That's never happened." His train of thought was broken when he saw the professor behind his desk at the front of the room. "Hello, Professor," he said aloud, taking a seat near the middle of the cluster of tables, waiting for everyone else to arrive.
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Anna Becket
Gryffindor
Seventh Year Quidditch Captain
"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much." [on:pronto al partito][of:endormi]
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Post by Anna Becket on May 9, 2006 19:15:46 GMT -5
Anna walked into the greenhouse to see that there was only one person there. "Looks like this class is going to be rather empty." she thought to herself. Herbology was never one of her favorite subject but she managed to do well in the class. Finding a table she put her things down and stood there waiting to see who else would show up for class and what they were going to do.
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Post by ienzo6 on May 13, 2006 18:33:11 GMT -5
Pat saw the girl walk into the greenhouse, but he did not recall exactly who she was. He remembered that she was a Gryffindor, but that was it. Turning toward her, Pat decided to introduce himself; he didn't exactly have anything else to do at the moment. "Hey there. I'm Patrick Nollet. May I ask who you are?"
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Anna Becket
Gryffindor
Seventh Year Quidditch Captain
"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much." [on:pronto al partito][of:endormi]
Posts: 677
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Post by Anna Becket on May 13, 2006 18:42:33 GMT -5
Anna turned around to see who had just talked. It was a boy but, not one that she recalled. Anna thought that she might have seen him in her classes but didn' t know his name. She could tell that he was in Hufflepuff by the colour on his robes. "Hi, I'm Anna Becket." she smiled.
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Robert Shaw
Wizard
Criminal
I was a child once, the fear of the world in my eye
Posts: 1,033
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Post by Robert Shaw on May 18, 2006 17:00:09 GMT -5
Two...ONLY two... He thought near unbelievingly as he looked up toward the castle. He saw no late runners, no students rushing to get there, anywhere. Two, was a lovely number today. "A good day to the both of you, Miss Becket, Mr....Nollet, I presume, Assuming you both either were present last lesson, or have gotten caught up or informed, what was the topic of the last lesson we had?" Robert questioned, deciding to toss up an easy 3 to 5 points depending on the thoroughness of their answers. If any were given.
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Post by ienzo6 on May 18, 2006 17:36:27 GMT -5
Pat turned toward Professor Shaw when he'd asked his question. 'What was the topic of the last lesson we had?' Pat hadn't been present for that particular class, but had found out what it was about. Speaking to the professor, he said, "We studied these plants that snap at anything that gets close to them. They were called... uh..." At this point, Pat felt fairly stupid, realizing that he didn't actually know the name of the plant that'd been covered.
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Post by cris on May 19, 2006 21:10:45 GMT -5
Cris was out of breath as he slammed the greenhouse door behind him.
"Hey Professor Shaw. I'm real sorry I'm late", said Cris as he took a seat in the back. Looking around the room, he realized it'd do mo good as it was though.
He looked more closely around the house. He hated this room. It was full of awful memories. He was always hit the temptation to light a few plants on fire.
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Post by melody on May 19, 2006 21:25:47 GMT -5
Melody had been following the Hufflepuff from the castle in a flustered state. She wasn't that quick of a runner, and since she had just had Potions class with the student, she had been right behind the 'new student' (or as she thought) the entire way. Melody was eager to get into the classroom when the door shut on her. Melody's hand whipped out to turn the knob to get in quickly as well and perhaps use the same excuse as the other student.
But the other student have an excuse. Instead, she said quiety in a breathless manner, "Sorry I'm late too Professor Shaw..." The only way to direct less attention to herself was to take a seat right next to the very tall male towards the back of the class. Slipping into the seat next to him, she contiued to look up at the teacher.
Maybe she needed to change her crush of the week already...
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Post by liliththorncross on May 23, 2006 19:07:57 GMT -5
Lilith had silently creeped inside the Herbology Classroom as other students panted in, complaining about their lateness. She gave them sly looks with her large eyes, which slanted as she stared. She looked around the class, to see what plant theyd be studying. "You were saying, Professor?" She asked, as she had not heard his last statement clearly. She sat by the front of the empty room and sighed.
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Post by cris on May 23, 2006 19:35:03 GMT -5
"Hey, wanna maybe stop checking me out? You'll miss Shaw's butt, and then what will you kiss up to?", asked Cris sarcastically to the slytherin. Could that girl be a bigger pain? Last thing he wanted was for her ugly gaze to fall on him. If his grandmother hadn't taught him respect for proper ladies, he'd have already cursed the girl blind by now.
He smiled at Melody as she sat down next to him. "Finally, not some ugly slytherin. This one looks like she might have some class. Definatly a step above the other girl", he thought to himself.
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Post by liliththorncross on May 25, 2006 17:43:26 GMT -5
"Sorry, that zit on your forehead is so large, its blocking my view from seeing anyone else." She said casually, "Bubotuber pus works, maybe you should ask Professor Shaw for some. Then again, you have no respect or manners toward teachers that I doubt he'd give you any." She said. Stupid hufflepuff. He was damn lucky they werent in the forest, cause he would have been owned by the tiny Slytherin girl. But she actually cared about success and wasnt going to risk it for this peice of rubbish. "Professor, can I move my seat? Theres an awful stench coming from that side of the room," she said, pointing to the Hufflepuff and rolling her eyes.
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Post by cris on May 25, 2006 18:44:33 GMT -5
"You come from slytherin and you have the gaul to so much as comment on my manners? Hmmm, I must say, that's a new one. Pretty funny actually", he said with a roll of his eyes.
Of course he'd never say anything, but he realized she was right about how he was behaving. Normally, while a little outspoken, he was never so rude. That potion he'd been taken for the amnesia had to have had some effects unknown to him. He'd find out later. In the mean time, as his conscience ruptered at the thought of what his grandmother would say about how awful his manners were, he was thinking of the perfect curse to use on the girl. So help him if she so much as looked his way again.
"Please Professor, I second that. I think it's your body odor though. To get through puberty, you might wanna try deoderant, or at least a shower.", said Cris as he flicked his wand at the blank seats in the first and second rows. As the chairs were pulling themselves out he said,"Take your pick".
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Post by melody on May 25, 2006 18:49:30 GMT -5
Melody couldn't help but giggle with the Puff making fun of the Slytherin. Sure, she wasn't one to normally make fun of other students, but today, it seemed the right thing to do. She sneered to the Slytherin however with her comment, "I hope that comment wasn't directed towards me... You smell worse then stinksap." Melody wrinkled her nose as a response before pushing her bangs back from her eyes.
Melody's serious face suddenly broke out into a small giggle before she had to stuff her clenched fist to her mouth to muffle her giggles. This puff was just too funny. She said with difficulty, for the giggles were coming too strong now, "I... third that." With this, she burst out laughing and looked down at her desk before stuffing her clenched fist back to her mouth once again muffling her giggles.
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Post by liliththorncross on May 27, 2006 17:58:51 GMT -5
The Slytherin girl smiled, these huffies had a lot of guts, talking to her like this. Atleast her house wasnt in last place. "Come from Slytherin? Rude? Oh nevermind, I see youre one of those judgemental gits. Each house has some sort of talent, bravery, slyness, intelligence, what do you dopes have? Giggle fits and body odor. And a seat in last place." She added, blunt and cold. While the odor thing was joking, she was being very serious and completely mean about it.
She looked at the girl in a disgusted way, because she wasnt really paying attention to what she was mumbling about. "Are you maybe mentaly challenged? Maybe you'd like to take a step outside of the classroom because this seems to be a bit too amusing to you. Let your boyfriend fight his own battles, ravenclaw." She said without even sparing a glare at her.
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